Some days seem so ordinary. So right.
I'm sitting in my beanbag chair last night, with Jon sitting above me on my bed playing around on his laptop. I'm playing Shining Force on the PS2 I got for my birthday but never got to use. Mom and Overdrive are out taking care of my aunt and Jon and I have the house to ourselves... well, other than Rick, but he's quiet and only bothers us if we get near him. We'd already spent one night together, and made our dateing official earlier that day.

I look up at him, and he looks at me and we just kinda smile at eachother. We say something scandalous and go back to our respective games, and I know that I made the right choice.

Today I wake up and watch him sleep for two hours running my hands along his back and feeling the warm metal of his corset peircings. It's boiling hot in my room, and we're wrapped up in a blanket, both of us sweating our asses off. I play with his gotee for abit and wakes up and grins at me. I stick out my toungue and we make faces at eachother and say scandelous things for the seven thousanth time since we saw eachother two days ago. I feel safe for the first time in a very long time.

We eventually roll out of bed and he gets on my PS2 while I go and shower. I mull around after I get out, listening to messages and sighing because Violet wants to trade games back, which is fine. I go back into the room and cuss abit because in my feeble attempt to clean I put my DS with one of his games in a box and forgot which one, thus making this take longer than I want it to. I plop down in my bean chair again and close my eyes.

The other message on the machine was from dad. I have to call him back, and it's the last thing I can hande at this point. I have no urge at this point to ruin my good weekend, but Jon is leaving soon and I know that I won't be able to make it through the call without him to support me. Twitching I dail the number and start into the usual arguement with dad. He tells me I'm going to be a failure, then he tells me that as my father he can control me, then he starts into my mom. I don't take it, I fight back, I yell and out of the corner of my eye I notice Jon's lit a smoke. More fighting with father and I'm on the verge of tears, but I touch Jon's leg and maintain. Mom eventually calls and saves me from blowing up further. I hang on him and after a quick chat with mom I curl up with Jon and he kisses me.

"You were so stressed that I had to light a ciggerette..." He tells me, eyes showing that he was worried. I tell him that's how all of my conversations so with my father and he hugs me again.

I realize that I would have broken down without him there. It wasn't just human contact either. It was him. He's the other half of my soul. My...
- laughs -
My Nim-Raj, my Rex, my Ulfirc... my whatever you want to call it.

So here's so the little events. Cheers.

-Nee

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